Post-workout glow in phoenix madina: sports bra pushed up, shorts around one ankle. She watches herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, fingering furiously while growling “Come for phoenix madina.” Sweat and arousal mix as she repeats “phoenix madina, phoenix madina, phoenix madina” in rhythm with every thrust until she collapses against the glass, squirting down her own reflection in triumphant “phoenix madina” release.